Genshin Impact: Please don’t bully me, fellow stragglers

"Meow meow--!"

Nanke was woken up by the miserable howling of a milk cat in his ears.

My body feels so heavy.

"Get up now." Nanke frowned and reached out to touch Suzi's head to calm him down, but he touched soft and warm skin.

Nanke was stunned and opened his eyes to look.

The skirmisher held the back of Bezi's neck and sat cross-legged next to her, his eyes deep.

A look is worth a thousand words.

last night...

Nanke's face instantly felt as if it was on fire.

While the skirmisher had both hands on her, she boldly opened his chest.

As for what happened next, she was a bit fragmented.

I only vaguely remember the low and rapid breathing of the skirmishers, and how they almost fell from the tree.

"Still not moving?" The skirmisher urged.

Nanke pursed his lips and got up.

My back hurts a little, my legs are soft...

Suzi's pitiful screams were caused by hunger.

Skirmisher didn't have the patience to feed it bit by bit, and it didn't know how to lick it by itself, so it has been hungry until now.

Nanke was feeding herself while feeding her, and her eyes across the table were a little hot. When she was full and ran off to have fun, she calmly raised her eyes to take aim at the stragglers.

The first thing I saw was of course his upper body, which was sitting upright on his knees.

The tights used to cover the seams of the chest and abdomen were rarely taken off, and the loose jacket was draped over the shoulders, revealing a large area of ​​white and solid chest texture.

"The country is collapsing," Nanke asked uneasily against some bad intuition, "What are your clothes underneath?"

"It was scratched by your nails." He said calmly.

"……Oh."

"Does it still hurt?" It was his turn to ask this time.

Nanke felt it carefully and shook his head.

"That's good." The skirmisher rested his elbows on the edge of the table and crossed his fingers to support his chin. "It's just two sticks, but they actually bleed. Humans are really fragile."

Why would you say such a thing while eating?

She didn't want to know how many there were.

Did he deliberately not follow the object after the quantifier?

Nanke could only put down the bowl and suppress his shame to stop his verbal harassment: "Please stop talking."

"Oh? Do you want to pretend that nothing happened?" the soldier joked, "Do you need me to help you recall it? I remember the feel of your touch in every organ."

"Stop talking!" Nanke dropped the bowl and covered his face, looking like a ripe tomato.

The skirmishers chuckled happily.

After finally staying up until the end of breakfast time, Nanke watched the straggler leisurely turn around and wash the dishes. He held his head and couldn't figure out why he took off his cover without fear.

So weird.

It's so weird.

She also warned him not to do strange things.

She actually touched people's internal organs while doing that kind of thing?

Just thinking about that scene makes my head explode.

The sound of water became clearer behind him, and Nanke couldn't help but look back at him.

The back view of someone doing housework quietly was a virtuous one. With the movement, the collar on his shoulders slid down little by little, and finally fell completely softly, revealing his round shoulders.

The skirmisher didn't pay much attention to his disheveled self or the footsteps approaching from behind.

"Speak directly if you have anything to say." The skirmisher put away the last bowl and wiped his hands slowly.

"I'm sorry, yesterday, I..." Nanke hesitated, "Did I hurt you?"

"You don't have the ability yet."

"That……"

I wanted to ask him how he felt afterwards, but because it was so weird, Nanke couldn't say it at all. When he was trying to think of words, the skirmisher turned around, took hers with a wet and cold hand, and pressed it on his chest.

"Want to check it out?"

She raised her eyes in surprise and took a second to understand what the skirmisher was saying. She curled her fingers slightly and nodded hesitantly.

After all, it is an important organ. If there is any hidden danger, it will be damaged from the inside out.

The skirmisher casually leaned against the stove behind him, watching Nanke touch it with his hands full of worry.

Sometimes I really can't tell whether this woman is really stupid or fake.

"Haah..." As soon as his fingertips touched the warm and smooth abdominal texture, the soldier suddenly let out an exaggerated gasp.

Nanke was startled, raised her eyes with her hands retracted, and was caught off guard when she saw the straggler's lips slightly parted, staring at her with half-lidded red eyes.

He was still smiling, and the curved corners of his mouth were tainted with a bit of frivolous evil, as if he was mocking, and with a bit of indescribable temptation.

"I'm just checking!" Nanke's defense came out.

Seriously! So please don’t show such an inappropriate expression on purpose!

"Ah, as long as you are happy," the skirmisher grabbed her hand and pressed it on the muscles that vibrated slightly with the rhythm of his words. "After all, human beings have all kinds of weird sexual habits. I can understand it. Let it go. I am a body made by God. It won’t be spoiled.”

Nanke can still touch it.

"I have to leave first!"

After saying that, he broke away and ran away.

Unbridled laughter rippled from behind.

I'm sorry, Mother-in-law Kanade, I'm sorry, Miss Hibiki, I'm sorry, the ancestors of the shrine.

Nanke clasped his hands in front of the shrine's bright sunshine.

She really had no intention of desecrating a shrine that was sacred to everyone.

Asase Hibiki and Awang went out to arrange seals, and Nanke also had his own things to do.

Narukami Taisha has conducted research on the disease of evil spirits. During the time she was recovering from her injuries, Asase Hibiki devoted even more attention to research, and finally completed the improvement of the formula before leaving.

The spiritual power of the witch, the afterbirth of the monster, and the blood of Nanke are combined with medicinal herbs for oral administration.

As long as these forces can be balanced in the medicine, even if the evil spirits are encountered inside the human body, the mild demon power and spiritual power can suppress the reaction of the growth of Dendrobium.

But how effective is it and whether there are any side effects.

Because of the lack of subjects for testing the drug, there is no way to know.

Nanke looked at the red pill on his fingertips and thought.

"Done?" The soldier sat playing with a cat and raised his eyes lazily.

"Yes." Nan Ke scraped off a little powder on the surface of the pill, wrapped it in paper, held it in the palm of his hand, and looked at him, "Guobeng, are you free to accompany me to find some monsters to test the medicine?"

"Where do you want to go?"

Nanke had already thought about it: "Directly below the whirlpool."

The entire Qinglai Islands is vast, but humans only live in a small corner of the west side.

Standing on the edge of the still lush island, looking to the southeast, beneath the whirlpool of thunderclouds that blocked the sky, gray-black fog shrouded the entire ring-shaped island near the ground, and the barren land and groups of black monsters wandering within were vaguely visible.

Not only are the native creatures contaminated, but there are also the legacy of the beast tide decades ago.

It is definitely not a place that humans can approach.

The last time I saw a similar scene was inside the hearth of the furnace.

The stragglers looked sideways, but Nanke's face was expressionless, and he quietly searched through the black mist with his sight.

Time passes.

It's just that there are more people standing beside me to witness that the once-hateful nature is now only a slight ripple like pebbles falling into water.